Drabble Day Prompt 2

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Eavesdropping


Rules are here, though an additional one - you don't need to stick to the drabble of the hour. Remember, there are no rules! If you want to fill prompt one minutes after I post prompt 24, then that's great!

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[kinky-kneazle.livejournal.com]

"What the fuck are you doing with my best friend?"

Albus stopped outside the Manor library at the sound of Scorpius' voice.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"I heard you last night, Father. I was standing right outside this room and I – Merlin, it makes me sick just thinking about it."

"I don't know what you think you heard, Scorpius, but I assure you it did not involve your best friend."

Albus was sure of that as well. If anything interesting had happened with Scorpius' incredibly sexy father he definitely would have remembered.

"I'm an adult now. I know the sound of an orgasm when I hear it. And that was definitely Albus' name you yelled. What did you do? Force him on his knees to suck you off?"

"Scorpius." Mr Malfoy's voice sounded incredibly weary. "Albus wasn't here. I may have had an inappropriate fantasy and clearly I shouldn't have been masturbating in the library, but I have done nothing with your best friend. Please don't speak of this again."

"But-"

"Get out, Scorpius!"

Albus quickly disillusioned himself and watched Scorpius storm past him. He slipped into the library before the door closed and stood observing Draco Malfoy for a long moment. His elbows were on his knees and his head in his hands as he took shaky breaths.

"Mr Malfoy?" Albus said, dropping the spell. "I couldn't help but overhear..."

"Albus?"

"Could we make your fantasy real?"

[kitty_fic]

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[kinky-kneazle.livejournal.com]

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[blossomdreams.livejournal.com]

Love the last line!

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[brinimc.livejournal.com]

Eeeeee!!!! So amaze!!!

[blossomdreams.livejournal.com]

"Ly. I think we should tell Albus."

Albus stopped outside the door at Lorcan's voice. It was hard to get it out of his head after the night he caught the Scamander twins acting out one of his many fantasies. He leaned close to hear Lysander's answer.

"Tell him what."

"You know...about us. I think he would understand."

"How can we tell Albus that our love extends that of brotherly expectations? I'm sure he wouldn't take that so easily."

"Al is different. He never looks at us weird when we study together and I'm snuggled against you. It's the same when we sit close to each other in the empty common room or our favorite spot outside. We do so much around Al, that I'm sure he knows something. I really think we can tell him."

"...What if we lose him?"

"...We'll have to change his memory if that happens. I hope it doesn't, but I don't want nothing to happen to us."

"Nothing will, but I want to know if we can trust Al."

"I want to trust Al."

"Me too."

"You can trust me." Albus walked in the room, causing Lorcan and Lysander to quickly pull away from each other.

"A-Albus, were you--"

"Yeah I was. I heard the whole thing." Albus walked in and closed the door behind him. "I don't think you two are weird. I, um, caught you guys the other day in that empty corridor. I didn't mean to, but it's my favorite spot because no one goes there and I really like it. I saw you two kissing and I didn't think it was disgusting. In fact, it looked really hot. Albus blushed and dug the toe of his trainers against the ground.

Lorcan recovered first with a smile on his lips. "So, you thought it was hot. Is there anything else you think is hot?"

Albus' blush deepened as he nodded. "Y-Yeah I do. Would you like to know it?"

Lysander placed a locking spell on the door and stood up. He walked over to Albus and placed a hand on his cheek. "We do."

Lorcan nodded and placed a silencing spell over the door. He stood up and walked over to Albus and Lysander. He smiled. "Please tell us Al." He grabbed their hands and lead them back over to the bed.

Albus picked a perfect time to visit them.

[kinky-kneazle.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[kinky-kneazle.livejournal.com]

Thank you <3

[kinky-kneazle.livejournal.com]

Mmm... yum! *wants what happens next!*

[freakingcrups.livejournal.com]

Yummy...I'd like to know it too please! :P

[blossomdreams.livejournal.com]

That may come soon. :)

Thanks!

[blossomdreams.livejournal.com]

^^ That may come soon. :)

Thank you!

[nabi-sarang.livejournal.com]

The day had been sombre as was tradition. Gifts were given early in the morning, opened and appreciated. Flowers were placed at the headstone and tears shed. In the afternoon most people moved out to sit in the garden watching him and knowing not to approach. Each year didn’t make the pain any less, each year they knew to give George space to sit and just be with Fred. It was what he needed.
With a soft crack the small family appeared at the garden gate smiling happily greeting everyone making their way over to empty seats. Once they’d hugged everyone the two boys shared a look before sneaking out behind their mum and running to sit on each side of George. Watching them Molly walked closer not wanting to disturb them but wanting to hear.
George glanced at them each in turn with a blank expression before smiling softly.
“Happy birthday uncle George” Lysander handed him a card that looked home made, covered in glued on stars and glitter that was already falling off.
“Happy birthday uncle Fred” Leaning forward Lorcan placed a matching card between all the flowers and next to it a small box. “We saved up our allowance and got your favourite colours.”
Smiling more George put an arm around each twin hugging them.
“His favourites? Even those lilac ones that are really rare these days?”
Nodding Lorcan leaned against George’s shoulder.
“It’s his birthday uncle George! He has to have his favourites.”
Molly smiled listening to their discussion over the colours. As they had grown the Scamander twins had been the ones to get through to George on bad days. Most of the family thought it must be a twin thing. An understanding above anything they could have for the loss George felt. Moving back to the others Molly watched as George lifted up the box and walked off to the end of the garden with Lorcan and Lysander.
The dark sky was lit up by the fireworks that moved from red and gold to blues and finally lilac.

[vanessawolfie.livejournal.com]

Gen, because that's the first thing that popped into my head.

“Dad!”

Harry sighed heavily and set down the book he was reading when his sons, James and Albus, and their cousin Rose came barging into his study. James had recently turned seven, but he played well with his five year old brother -- that is when their cousin Rose was with them.

“What’s wrong now, James?” he asked his son.

“Lily and Hugo were eavesdropping on our secret meeting! They’re not allowed to be in our club, because they’re too young,” James said, and Harry could see Albus and Rose nodding behind him.

“James, your sister and cousin are three years old. They look up to the three of you, so of course they want to play with you,” Harry explained, trying to reason with his short-tempered son. The kid had too much of his mother’s genes for his own good. Although Harry guessed his father had been the same, in a small way at the very least.

“Now let it go. We have dinner in a bit. Your sister will forget about it if you don’t act like it’s important.”

Sometimes, Harry thought, as the kids closed the door behind them, kids could be annoying.

[vanessawolfie.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much. I can't tell you how much that means to me.

However, I couldn't have done it without the prompt.

[kinky-kneazle.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's heartbreaking. George's birthday, and the little twins getting lilac fireworks! *sniffles* Just beautiful!

[kinky-kneazle.livejournal.com]

Too cute!

[vanessawolfie.livejournal.com]

Thanks!